Break-ups… I view them as simply jumping off of a bridge. Why you may ask, well because its pretty much the same thing. If you had jumped off of a bridge, Im pretty sure at some point of the fall the thought “what happens if i actually survive this” passes through your mind if its not the only thought stuck in your head to begin with. Well, same goes for a breakup. The initial feeling of being so scared to even take that leap, to release all the stress and emotional ties that you once had with the people you loved… thats what i call jumping off a bridge.
